It's All Over Poem by Kirstie Duekett

Put a bullet to my brain,
put me down I'm going insane.

Pass me the knief to hold to my wrist,
you will not see a thing through the blood mist.

Teach me to knot for my rope,
I can't do this anymore I just can't cope.

Watch me jump and fall to my death,
Or is it better to O.D. on METH.

I don't care how it happens anymore,
Inside I'm already dead even though I still feel sore.

Just let me DIE,
I'm sick of you all saying it will get better I just hate the same old lie.